In the back room, of the elmaco casino
Out there a portrait of doris day
You and I, and a pair of c notes
Soft candy betting, hard date
Not quite how you laid it out for me
When we slid up that night, that night

Coming out of the sunset, my key
Fogging left to deal the, fine wine and
Is this how you pictured this?
Is this how you thought it would be?
We got riot with the mutual problem

And God wreck between you and me
I told you can go and be trouble
I said she was coming to break up
Leave us lost in the dust and the rubble